As a musician, artist, contemplative, theologian, and cultural explorer, I find a strange joy in grappling with the larger questions about life and existence. To me, this is the heart and soul of communications — exploring the dynamics of what it means to be human, how we connect and relate with one another, how we cultivate love and growth, and how we perceive ourselves in relation to the wider universe or the Divine. My reflections here are an attempt to capture moments of life — through a canvas of words, songs, images, and reflections — that I hope bring a deeper meaning into focus.
Each day, when morning breaks, I peer out my bedroom window and my mood immediately rises to match the weather outside. Gray and foggy? So am I. Sunshine starting to peer over the horizon? It’s going to be a bold, bright day for me too. When the weather is in-between or switches too quickly between moods, I’m guaranteed to be a bit out of sorts.
It’s been a few days since my husband and I returned from a brief retreat at Esalen. It was, in a word, awesome. I don’t use that word frivolously here. Our weekend at Esalen was literally about awe — the science of it, the proximity of it in our daily lives, the way it surrounded us over the course of two days.
Five years ago, I left my place of steady employment and took a leap into the “wild unknown” of the consulting world. It was a big leap for me. And yet, there was something so invigorating about hanging out my shingle, my “open for business” sign, and seeing who might come calling.